Tomorrow morning I'm off to the dentist for my bi-yearly cleaning. I'm a little apprehensive. How exactly are they going to clean my teeth with wires? I was nervous when setting the appointment, and was sure to mention my current 'condition.' To my surprise, the receptionist sounded more exited than usual. Weird, I know. Perhaps this is a fun time for dental assistants? Something a little more out of the ordinary? A freak show of sorts?
Personally, I would think my 'disorder' would cause more work for my trusty dental team. I just hope Dr. Lee is there tomorrow. Last time she told me a story of, as a child, she would dream of living in America and having 'doll-like' blue eyes (her words, not mine) like me. I always appreciate her randomness. She also loves a good xray.
Time to allot approximately 30 minutes to dental hygiene....
You know you do it too. It's the ol' Better Floss So The Dentist Thinks I Do It Regularly Action Plan. Then, at the appointment, your gums totally bleed. I know, gross. But I like to consider this a 'safe place.'
Wish me luck tomorrow!